🧒CP: When I was a kid, I was horrified of the Easter Bunny, and if I ever saw one in the super market taking pictures with other kids, I would scream until my mom would calm me down.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: It is not uncommon for kids to be frightened of mascot characters, people in costume.
🧒CP: But once I turned about nine years of age, my fear turned into hate.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: How did you go from fear to hate?
🧒CP: Then one day when my parents and I were at Bakers to get groceries, the Easter Bunny was there taking pictures. I saw this as a perfect opportunity to show him how much I hated him. So I asked my mom if I could get a picture with him, but she said no. I then started to plead until she said yes. Perfect, I thought, now I can finally show him how worthless he really is.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: I don't understand you.
🧒CP: Waiting in line, I started to ponder what I would say to him. It was my turn and I still didn't know what to say, so I told myself to say whatever came to mind. When I sat up on his lap, I whispered in his ear, "I hope you die horribly and painfully. I hope you get shot twice with a shotgun and get run over by a semi-truck." Then I turned towards the camera, smiled, and hopped down so the next kid could get his picture in.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Well, that was rotten of you, he never did anything to you, and you hit him with this crap? I can't stand brats like you...!
🧒CP: When I went to bed that night, I couldn't help but feel like someone, or something, was watching me though my bedroom window. But that was absurd because I lived on the third floor of an apartment building that had high security at the front and back entrances. But I still couldn't shake that feeling.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Hmm. Guilty conscience, perhaps?
🧒CP: My dreams that night were horrible. It started out I was in an empty universe. There was nothing, just whiteness and me, and something else in the distance. It was way too far to tell what it was. So I started to walk towards it, then I realized that it was running strait at me. Then, when it was within my sight, I could tell what it was, an over-sized bunny, the Easter Bunny, perhaps? No. This thing looked much more sinister and horrifying than that.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Kid, you have issues.
🧒CP: I was scared and didn't know what to do, so I turned and ran. But it was no use, it was much too fast for me to escape. He soon caught up with me. He grabbed my shoulder and stopped me in my tracks. I fell to the ground. Lying there, eyes closed because I was too terrified to open them. I tried to think of a way to escape, but couldn't, the only thing my mind would say is "I'm going to die, I'm going to die." And when I opened them he was there.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: If you hadn't been such a disagreeable brat, maybe you wouldn't be having this dream.
🧒CP: He looked terrifying. He was a the Easter Bunny, except more demonic or rabid or something. His mouth was open and was drooling all over me. His teeth were horrible, they were either super sharp, chipped off (probably from eating the bones of little children), or completely missing. His eyes were black, like he had just gotten out of a fight, and there were two gaping holes in his forehead.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: What an uggo.
🧒CP: I tried to get up but couldn't, for one of his feet was on my chest which I had not noticed until that very moment. His feet smelt like a garbage dumpster. He had extremely sharp toenails, and a few of his toes were ruggedly cut off.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Real rabbits do have sharp claws. They can scratch like cats. But this lion could probably kill you, except that he's just in your dream.
🧒CP: My heart was beating so hard I thought that it would burst. Then, everything went red as he bent down and grabbed me by the shirt collar and pulled me closer to his ugly face, so close that I could smell his breath, which smelt like someone had taken a s**t in his mouth.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Eww! *Grimace* First, his feet smell like trash, now he's got a serious case of halitosis. Yuck!
🧒CP: "You dared to threaten me and now this is how you pay." He then took three of his fingers and ran them down my chest. "Let this be a warning to all that I will kill who ever wishes me dead."
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: What did I tell ya? Guilty conscience.
🧒CP: I was desperate to get away, so I kicked him as hard as I could, that is also when I learned the gender of the beast. He dropped like a stone. I hit the ground and stood there, I couldn't move.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: So when will you wake up?
🧒CP: When the thing looked up, he had beat red eyes and blood pouring out of his mouth. He slashed me in the stomach.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Wake up, kid, wake up!
🧒CP: I screamed, then awoke in the hospital, barely alive. I still had the scars. It turned out that I fell off of the top bunk of my bed and destroyed my glass bedside table and pieces of it scratched my chest and stomach, and some even went into my body.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Holy crap.
🧒CP: I was in a coma for two weeks. Was this how my mind processed me getting hurt because of my old and current feelings for the Easter Bunny, or did the Easter Bunny actually do this? To this day, I think that there was a super natural being that pushed me off my bed and tried to kill me.
🧝♀️Ocean Elf: Bollox. You did it to yourself.
That doesn't get this "bunny" off the hook, though. He sounds a little too close to Bethany's elf enemy to dismiss outright. He/they will get it in the neck.
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